Tunnel

So the King and Queen have fallen
to a keep or creeper crawlin.
Crafted keys to call the keeper
where the silent seep.

See the gate is open slightly
where the light is dying brightly.
Conjured dreams to greet the sleeper
where the living weep.

See the doorway dark and waiting
filled with Death and never sating.
Have I found a hunger deeper
where the dying sleep.